-The kids will be late for school. -You want me to take them?
-I told you I've got a meeting. -Right. I forgot.
-Dad, I dreamt I saw a ghost! -What did it look like?
He was tall, pale, with his arms to his knees.
-My leg hurts. -Something always hurts you.
-But I'm not sure it was a dream. -It was. Eat or we'll be late.
-But it really hurts me. -Breakfast, now.
Incy Wincy spider Climbed up your butt
Down came the rain And washed the spider out!
-I don't like riding this car. -Is there anything you like?
Chips.
-I like Mrs. Fuentes. -I don't.
-Don't you like your robot? -No.
-Then how come you play with it? -I don't. It's for protection.
Against what?
-Protection against what? -We're not going to school today.
Have you guys been watching some dumb movie again?
We'll go where I tell you.
Rain doesn't pay.
Everything must come to pass.
BLINDED BY LIGHTS Episode 8
Hello, sir?
-The mailman left this. -Thank you.
-Leaving for long? -Merry Christmas.
TAKE CARE, SON MOM AND DAD
The police will be here any moment...
I talked to the police. And learned interesting stuff.
How much do you want? I'm on a roll...
How did you know where I live?
It was that ho!
Which one?!
Have you seen the papers? My pictures?
Signed "murderer", "junkie", "Christmas killer".
-I'm moved! -The prosecutor dug into my papers,
I've got the Prime Minister's people in my businesses,
-the buck would've stopped on me! -Her name!
You know how Poles are...
-They'll forgive anything... -Her name!
cheating on your wife, snorting coke with whores,
going on a hunt and fucking shooting the last...
silvernosed moose in the country and posting a pic on Instagram
with the offed Moose.
But never for getting rich at the expense of the average guy.
You, who have hurt the common man
Laughing out loud at his abuse
Surrounded by a crowd of fools Who good with evil keep confused
-You get me? -Her name?!
You know her name! Fuck, Kuba...
It's that bitch...
Don't hold it against her. She's an ambitious one.
At least I took her for a holiday. Your address cost me 50,000.
That's how much I paid her.
Let go!
You...
Before you do it again, you better think if...
someone will bail you out for the second time in 24 hours!
Here!
I told them to let you in here.
I owed you.
Do what you want.
I'm fed up with her.
Paulina is the star of the show.
Wait.
That woman on the crosswalk...
I saw her.
I could've stopped.
But I wanted...
I wanted...
-Pazina, I'm sorry! -Maluch is fucking dead!
-They thrashed him with baseball bats... -Did they find a bag on him?
What the fuck are you saying? What bag? You promised he'd be all right!
-I had nothing to do with this! -You killed him!
No, I swear! We've got a flight at 11 p.m. Go with me.
Everything can still be OK. We can fix...
-OK, how? -Jacek is fucking pissed.
If he sees the dough you fucking stole, he might cheer up a bit.
-Although he's pretty down. -I don't have it. I got robbed.
-Get a bodyguard. -Let's go. Keys.
I'm driving. Fucking now!
Get in the back.
One smooth ride.
It'll be mine.
-You got roughed up nice. -I'll sort it out with Jacek.
-I doubt you will. -He's still not answering.
-Keep hollering. -I am.
Let's go to one place. I'll get the money.
You better. Or it'll be... the Czerniakowskie Lake for you.
-Stryj here... -Got fucking lost in a whorehouse?
-Yeah, right. For two days? -Looking for Stryj?
-Yeah, why? -Have you been at his place?
Last time I was there, I found only his woman...
-Tied up, with her tongue cut off. -What the fuck? Beata?
Take me to one place. I've got the money.
All right.
But only because you took that bag on you back then.
Go.
-Is your son at home? -How many more of you will show up?
But ma'am, we're his real friends.
He's in the garage.
But don't beat him, he's broke anyway.
Whassup, bros, come on in, have a seat.
-We'll stand. -I found a new life.
No drugs, no booze, not even beer.
Ant-Partay Crusade, we're promoting sport and active life.
Choose yourself, find a path in the darkness.
That's the future, bro. Yours, mine, yours... Our future.
I'm going clean for the rest of my days.
-What fucking nonsense is that? -Piorun, 20 grand.
I'll pay you back everything I owe, I'll redeem all my sins, word.
-I need the dough now. -Now I can pay you in merchandise.
Take all you want.
Those guys from that guy... that devil from Coco...
They came... and took all my company's profit.
-Ask my Mom. -Give me the piece.
Bro... shoot.
"Your sin's shadow might be too long."
"Day's don't feed memories, says my spam folder",
the pain is at the end, I'm scared no longer." Shoot.
-Shoot. -Shut the fuck up.
Shoot, bro! Shoot.
There's one more place. Last chance. Let's go.
-Some Matrix, man. -Fucking freak.
Not my trip.
Where are you going? Come back! Shoot!
-Is that an R8? -No, a fucking Multipla.
-Your face is a fucking Multipla! -Shut your trap.
Look...
-You're fucking her, right? -No, there's a husband.
Yeah, right.
-And you, baby? -Fuck me!
-Good day. -Get fucking lost!
Ewa, we need to talk.
Back around the corner, moron.
Slowly!
Hurry. I've got a family lunch, Dad, mom, mother-in-law.
Mother-in-law is deaf, my son got kicked out of college,
my daughter's got a 9th boyfriend this year, I made 3 desserts.
What the fuck are you doing in my driveway?
Ewa... I need your help.
50,000, now. I'll pay you back.
Money...
Don't show your face here again.
We're going straight to Jacek, What am I, BlaBlaCar?
I think I'm going to puke...
-That was the ho we fucked... -I didn't.
Look what the cat dragged in.
And here we were, waiting!
You'll get fucked in the ass, you will.
Got the cash you ran off with? Then what the fuck are you expecting?
A dick in your ass for goodnight? What the fuck did you bring him for?
It's the biggest day of my life, mongoloids! Fucking drown him!
What did you bail me out for? Why not bury me right away?
Me, bailing you out, bitch?
You robbed my family, are you fucking crazy?
-Jacek, it's really cold! -Hold on!
-Handle it. -They're venting the radiators.
They're venting. I'll be there in ten minutes.
-But it's cold! -Ten fucking minutes!
Don't let anyone in. Talk to me.
-They wanted to rip me off. -What?
He was at the door with a knife.
-What the fuck? -Now you're really fucked!
Lying like that? Slandering my family?!
You don't know what you're saying.
They ought to put you in a straight-jacket.
Tell me, honestly, when have I ever lied to you?
-He was at the door, with a knife. -Him?
-No, the scrawny one. -Fuck, you were to handle it alone.
-They brought mussels... -Jacek, it's Damian.
Let him in.
-Auntie says you're blocking her. -Auntie's head is blocked with meds!
-And she needs to go to the pharmacy. -Then move my car.
-Can I take it for a spin? -No! Get the fuck out!
-Don't yell at me, Uncle. -Fuck...
What the fuck is this? What the fuck is going on here?
How is the moron going to take his finals? Can't even sign his name...
Stick to the subject! What was he doing here yesterday?
What do you mean, what? He works here,
organizing the wedding, loading bananas...
-Fixing the lock... -Don't fucking yell at me.
I was fixing the lock, with the knife. And he fucking took it!
-My First Communion gift! -Got anything to say?
-What's this? -I'll work the rest off.
Fucking pocket money? What is this?
Money for my trip to Argentina. Everything I've got.
For a trip you ought to have 300 grand, in US bucks.
Jason, keep it for me. Who's got the car keys?
-Gimme. -Fuck...
-To my daughter! -To the bride!
Cheers!
Fuck, man...
Tell me, where's all that money that you haven't got?
-I got ripped off. -What?
-By whom? -Maluch.
Oh, fuck... Hold it...
You mean to tell me that the bloke you were supposed to find
and force to confess that he burned my fucking building stole your dough?
And fucking vanished? Where is he now?
He's dead. Someone messed him up. I don't know who.
Then how come I didn't fucking know about it?! What the fuck?!
-It's irrelevant. -Because?
The building wasn't insured.
Fucking great. Give me the piece.
Give me the fucking piece!
To each his own joke at the end.
Fuck!
-Something blew up. Outside! -Fuck...
A car!
Fucking go!
Calm down, God damn it!
What are you doing here?
Look at yourself!
Look at yoursefl!
Shut up. I'll kill you if you say a word.
I had to, my brother faced a sentence for dealing drugs...
-They said they'll make it go away. -50,000 and the Maledives.
-That's how much you sold me for. -Mariusz threatened me!
He said if I didn't do it, the only job I'd find would be at the airport.
I didn't take a penny, I swear...
I just did what Mariusz and his lawyer told me to.
You're lying, slut.
I need a taxi at 7 Okrag St.
My name's Nitecki. I'll be going to the Okecie airport.
No...
THE FLIGHT IS IN THREE HOURS
I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING
Cuanto tiempo sin verte! Hi, Kuba.
You said you'd call me.
Get in the car.
I'm leaving. I've got a taxi to the airport.
Is this really necessary? Such stupid formalities?
Tasty? Very tasty?
-Delicious. Sorry. -It's OK.
-Delicious, really. -My secret recipe.
You could torture Mom... my wife,
she'd never give it up.
Who knows, I just might tell my future daughter-in-law.
All right. Mom... Dad...
Merry Christmas... and...
I'm really glad you're here with us.
-So are we. -Right.
Mud in your eye. Our style.
Mud in your eye.
-Merry Christmas. -Merry Christmas.
-Can I have a cigarette? -Sure.
Sure, sure.
THE FLIGHT IS IN THREE HOURS I'M SORRY FOR EVERYTHING
Hey, how are you doing?
I told you it could be a bit awkward...
-But it can't be that bad? -No, they're great.
So what is it?
It's just been a while since I had Christmas.
I love you.
Where are we going? I've got to be at the airport in two hours.
Relax, relax... All in due time.
Auras. Do you believe in auras?
Is this yours?
Do you really take me for an unreasonable man?
Don't insult me.
Bad aura.
What's going on in your head?
You need help.
You're fucked.
You're fucked bad, like a motherfucking motherfucker.
And I want you to be happy.
-I simply have to help you. -Help me?
One ugly motherfucker.
But that's how they built them back then.
-I'm not going inside. -Going for a holiday?
Finish your business before you go.
-So let me help you. -Helping is always about something.
That's why I like you.
I only invite people I like to my home.
I'll make you some tea.
I'm good.
You've got blood under your fingernails.
They won't let you into the airport like that.
Use a wire brush. Best with cold water.
So... you're in trouble.
And your problems have just begun.
They want to kill you... and they will.
Unless we become friends.
We're pals, now we need to become friends.
We're not even pals.
A lot of guys have it in for you.
It feels good to whack someone who's not kosher
and you've lost money.
Another guy's money. The cops had you, fuck knows what you told them.
Nothing.
And then there's that girl. You slashed her face.
What for? Have you gone completely blind?
How did you know about her?
I know everything.
It's all up to me.
Let's establish that once and for all.
It might upset your little system, you don't remember the old days.
It's a dog. A fucking dog.
I keep it in the basement.
So... they want to kill you.
They might do it at the airport, tonight.
I don't have your stuff.
I had it, but now I don't.
Someone stole it.
I know. I even know who stole it.
Don't worry, Kuba, my dear boy...
Who did it?
You know, I was thinking about you.
You're a very interesting guy.
And you based it all on this thing, that no one really gets,
how can a guy like you...
be on the street...
make good money...
None of the retailers make as much as you.
You contrived it very nicely.
You contrived yourself very nicely.
To the point. I give you work and security.
More work and security than Jacek.
God rest his soul.
Fuck! I'll fucking kill you!
I was there, at the wedding. Did you want to kill me too?
Watching you is sheer pleasure.
It's like watching an actor in a movie.
In real life I'd smack that actor, fuck the faggot,
have him eat his teeth off the floor.
But when I watch him in the cinema... it's nice.
Real nice.
And now I'm watching a movie with you.
I didn't think a guy like you could manage.
You... imagined yourself as a real bad guy.
You're the one who keeps imagining things.
That's what makes us different.
You were a gifted child, who imagined stuff.
You imagined people respecting you, fucking off.
And I didn't imagine anything.
I wasn't as gifted as you.
You were living in a fairy tale.
It's time to come down to earth.
And I'll help you come down to earth.
I'll help you, because I like you.
Because I want you to work for me.
You'll make money for me... I'll have someone to talk to.
We'll got for holidays together. We'll fuck chicks...
Maybe some Thai ones, chicks with dicks.
They're nice, believe me.
Believe me... they're the best.
And if you stay on your own...
you know what happens.
As soon as they get you...
they'll paint a picture with you.
Let me show you something.
Don't be afraid.
Don't look at your watch, you've got all the time in the world.
I've got a nice apartment for you in Zoliborz.
And five keys.
But you'll have to work off the wholesale price. And the lawyer.
-What lawyer? -Who do you think bailed you out, son?
-How did you do it? -Everything is doable.
People do people.
I'll help you become who you want to be and we'll both be happy.
Treat this as a gift marking the start of our beautiful cooperation.
This pal here had my stuff. And gave it to you.
When he found out it was a hot potato, he stole it from you. Right?
They wiped your crib clean. Is that true, pal?
Kuba... no...
-Tell him. -I didn't... He told me...
to cut my Beata's... tongue off...
No... fuck, no...
Fuck!
Stick to the subject.
We put the tracking device on you.
Back then, at the Ruski's bar... 'cause we wanted to...
-And then what? -... rip you off.
And...?
We planted the bag to find out where you keep your stash.
-And then? -But you had nothing. Fucking nil...
And then, my dear pals? When you fucking stole it back?
You wanted to blame your pal?
And fucking steal? And fuck?
And have it all? The whole world at your feet?
Kuba...
Here.
Take it. You're mine.
Darek... I'm leaving.
We must make a man out of you first. Then we'll work together.
I'm leaving.
First things first, Kuba.
Never pretend anything.
Never pretend. Embrace the truth.
Truth is a beautiful open door. Believe me.
There's fallow and mud before it, but once inside,
you're in a treasury made of gold.
Kuba, forgive me. Forgive me.
I fuck you with my dick, Kuba.
I fuck everyone.
But you, I fuck with love.
I lost the bet.
There'll be someone else.
I told you I've got a defect.
It's good to see you, nevertheless.
You look terrible.
I'm sorry for everything.
Let's go, or they'll close the gate.
Don't answer it.
Fucking don't, we're gone.
AP 7620119, correct?
Take this and go. I'll be right with you.
-I'm not flying out without you. -Go.
-I'm not, get it? -I'll be there, go.
Go, I'll be there in a sec. It's the last thing I have to deal with.
-You're at the airport. -It's none of your business.
Listen to me before you go on your great adventure.
I'm hanging up.
Ewa and Leszek Nitecki, Olsztyn, am I right?
Dad's a literary manager at the Jaracz Theater, right?
Between 10 a.m. and 3 p.m. Mom's a pensioner, correct?
-Kuba, are you there? -Yes.
Did Mommy ever drink boiling water? She might.
And your sister, Kasia Nitecka?
Soon to be Kuczynska, the wedding's in spring.
If they didn't tell you, they will.
Kacper's one year old. You've never seen him?
And a new Kacperek is sprouting in the tummy.
Maybe she doesn't want one? We could help her.
We'll carve it out with a knife. Kacper's daddy will watch.
-Michal, yes? -You don't exist.
-So, tomorrow at 12. -You don't exist.
-Those are decent working conditions. -You don't.
Kuba!